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checkin in

checkity check............................................. ................

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my bad went outside ill spit now

A man, I'm bout to go out to da club. YOu can spit now or tommorrow. I'll spit tommorrow when i get home.

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fuck wha u reppin and fuck naptown/
ill leave u takin a permanent nap 72 inchez under ground/
take u out the game just like james worthy/
dog u aint worthy.. send shotz threw ya jersey that make u melt like a hershey/
severe blowz to ya head an shattered bonez in ya facial/
got people voted like god damn that nigga laced you/
im hungry an rite now you in the form of a steak/
get the duck tape and plastic guess ill be nice an let u pick the lake/
dont even say u gonna beat me it will be an unfulfilled prophecy/
leave u wit animosity and chopped up like lil piecez of brocoli/
who fuckin wit I get a knife stuck in ya eye/
so u cant see tha bulletz comin at ya the size of ya thigh/
come on gdeuce or should i say gdeush/(like a bitch on the rag)
cause u alwayz takin it in tha ass like a caboose/

good spit I will hit this up when the other guy gets back, you wanna battle now shost set it up

shosht? iz u talkin to me

yes I am talking to you......

u an post sometime today

spit so we can get votez startin

ight man, dont get your pantys in a knot..................

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*jeopardy Music*............................................ ................

I’ll lay back on this while you trying to go all out.
You should have read your avatar before you replied to my call out.
I’ll stick this hoe’s ass in the X Files
And do more “hanging around” then the Salem Witch Trails
I’ll put my pen in your thoughts and rearrange your brain
Cause I can tell you didn’t use your fingers to count them numbers in your name
Realise I battle for fun but I murder to live
You copy and paste, and listen to record my hits
I flow cause I made a promise to my moms and I was born to keep it
It’s like them Bush’s bake beans, you don’t know the secret.
You faced the reaper in a battle, and you bound to lose it.
I ripped his spinal cord out and called it the “SOUND OF MUSIC”
So stop yapping yo gums and lets finish this shit.
Man to man, oh I forgot, I'm the only one wit a dick.

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